Fantasy: Jinyi Shenwei, starting from the Golden Crow of the Great Sun

The people and horses of Qingjing Temple are unimpeded all the way.

The passing crowd reverently gave way to a path, respectfully clasped their hands together, and chanted the Buddha trumpet.

Some visitors from other places did not know the situation, were dissatisfied, and muttered a few words.

It immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.

These people were all disciples of the Pure Temple, and when they heard someone insulting the master, they were extremely angry and looked at the visitors from other places.

The angry eyes were eager to directly peel these unspeakable people alive.

Those out-of-town visitors snorted, fearful, and quickly apologized.

After saying countless confessions, the anger of the believers faded.

They put on a compassionate expression again and chanted the Buddha's trumpet.

"Amitabha..."

The Buddha trumpet is sacred, but listening to it at this time makes people feel cold.

Not far away.

Xu Qing looked at this scene coldly, and his heart was shocked.

If it were not for the timely recognition of mistakes by those outsiders.

He was pretty sure that those believers would strike....

With so many people, once the emotions of the crowd are ignited, it will get out of hand!

There are so many believers that even one person can drown those outsiders alive if they spit on it!

Their worship of the Qingjing Temple has reached a crazy point!

How exactly did Seijingji do it?

What is the situation when believers speak of becoming a Buddha?

If there is a Buddha in this world, Xu Qing is uncertain.

After all, in such a world where demons and monsters are rampant, even if there is a Buddha sacred, it seems quite normal.

But if it is said that the pure temple can make people become Buddhas.

That Xu Qing absolutely didn't believe it!

There are many capable people in the world, and there are also those who can move mountains and reclaim the sea with profound cultivation.

But Xu Qing had never heard of a real god appearing.

Even if there were, it would not have appeared on the edge of this small Jinzhou city.

Otherwise, this place would have become a royal forbidden place long ago, heavily guarded.

A moment later, the people of Seijingji entered the city.

The crowd became noisy again.

This time, they could no longer maintain order and rushed to the city gates.

When the soldiers defending the city saw this situation, they did not dare to stop it, so they simply opened the city gate wide and let the fanatical people enter the city.

Xu Qing mixed in the crowd and followed everyone's footsteps.

Soon, a stupa built in the city appeared.

A high platform was built.

The master of the temple came to the high platform, his face compassionate, his hands folded, and he chanted the Buddhist trumpet.

"Amitabha."

Suddenly.

The noisy crowd quieted down.

All had calm faces, clasped their hands together, and chanted reverently.

"Amitabha!"

The sound is neat, as if it has been rehearsed many times.

The volume is not loud, but the voices of thousands of people together, it has the power to shake the sky.

It is Xu Qing, as a ninth-grade Dacheng, who also feels a faint pain in his eardrums at this moment.

After the great monk chanted the Buddha's trumpet, he then sat down cross-legged and began to preach.

"Su Bodhi White Buddha Sayings. Shizun. There are quite a lot of sentient beings. You have to hear the words and sentences. Faith is not..."

, but it is the Diamond Sutra.

The people on the side sat cross-legged on the ground, listening carefully to the chanting of the great monk.

Xu Qing also sat down cross-legged.

He listened to a few words and sighed in his heart.

This great monk's Dharma is profound, full of witty words, and makes the boring scriptures vivid and interesting.

It's just that Xu Qing paid more attention to those martial monks.

The vigorous qi and blood can be felt even from a distance.

The strength of the martial monks is very strong, basically they have already entered the product, and the one at the head has reached the realm of the peak of the ninth grade.

This is already a big force in the world.

And it seems that these people are only part of the total strength of the Qingjing Temple!

The more Xu Qing learned, the more frightened he became.

And with the passage of time.

More and more people appeared.

Most of them were people who rushed to hear the news, and they originally looked extremely excited, but as soon as they heard the chanting of the great monk, their expressions suddenly became quiet and peaceful.

They each found an open space and sat down and listened reverently to the scriptures.

After a long time.

Those who could come arrived came, and the great monk's scriptures were also read.

He stood up, smiled, and said in a loud voice:

"Benefactors, the abbot of this monastery felt something in his heart yesterday, and a Buddha came to Jinzhou City today, so he specially ordered me to wait for the introduction..."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd immediately boiled.

Countless people were excited, hoping that the Buddha was themselves.

In this way, it is good to leave the pickled world as soon as possible and go to the Western bliss, carefree, worry-free, so uncomfortable!

The great monk raised his hand, and the crowd suddenly quieted down.

"The host said, the Buddha must be under the high platform today, so he specially gave me a string of Buddha beads, and the one who was chosen by the rosary is the Buddha!"

Saying that, he carefully took out a string of Buddha beads from his arms.

Subsequently.

I saw him throw the Buddha beads into the air.

A bizarre scene happened.

The Buddha bead suddenly emitted a faint light.

The next moment.

This shimmer suddenly lit up, and twelve golden rays of light burst out from the Buddha beads, descending on the twelve people in the crowd.

Time.

Nearly 10,000 people turned their heads in unison, looking for the twelve lucky ones.

In the crowd.

The family of three who were talking to Xu Qing outside the city gate let out a cry of surprise.

A golden light descended on the child, enveloping him.

The middle-aged couple burst into tears with excitement, clasped their hands together, and kept chanting the Buddhist trumpet.

Then, plop.

They fell to their knees and worshiped their sons religiously!

And the child did not panic, but took it for granted!

Even, with a compassionate expression on his face, he reached out and stroked the top of his parents' heads.

The middle-aged couple's faces suddenly calmed down, a smile reappeared, and they respectfully saluted their son.

"Congratulations to the Buddha!"

They said softly.

The people on the side had a deep envy on their faces, and they also respectfully closed their palms and said in unison:

"Congratulations to the Buddha!"

The other side.

Xu Qing looked at the golden light on his body in surprise.

He was actually selected by the Qingjing Temple and became the so-called Buddha??

He was overjoyed in his heart.

I was worried about how to blend into the Qingjing Temple, but I didn't think it was so simple.

On the high platform.

The great monk's gaze swept away, and suddenly stopped, looking at a swarthy man shrouded in golden light.

Warriors?

How can such people who fight and kill on weekdays and are covered in the blood of cause and effect be better than choosing to become Buddhas?

He wondered.

However, it was then dismissed.

You can't go wrong with hosting the Buddha beads!

Since that person has been chosen, then he must have Buddha nature, and it is no surprise that he will become a Buddha!

Thinking of the host, the great monk admired it, clasped his hands, and recited a sentence reverently.

"Amitabha..."